Empty bottles on the Black on the ground Silhouettes of people To an sound Hello Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going empty bottles on the table Black roses on the
bottle six with the permanent bliss Razor sharp glass lips, me a kiss Eyes fixated the familiar shape Black label, letters, they integrate Cubans in the bar with harpoons I bloom in the fog like mushrooms See every hole in the window of my past Now that's I call a shot glass (two, three, four)
bottles on the table Black on the ground Silhouettes of dancing To an unfamiliar Hello Can I you a friend? My friend, I'm going down With empty bottles on the roses on the ground
Count the on the sidewalk Pack the cigarette box in my palm on the tip of a smoke I don't know where the came from Legs a ghost, I still walk Whole world concrete, feels soft Blinded by the cameras pop I'm a big fan, shot (Two, three, four)
Empty bottles on the Black roses on the Silhouettes of dancing To an unfamiliar stranger Can I you a friend? My friend, I'm going down empty bottles on the table Black on the ground
Oh, what a life been What about my life in there? about the would and when's? If's, maybe's, You didn't know shit about me, man You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear then Look at you, fucking faggot, what you looking at, What, bitch? Give me another shot, hey, you want? Make it a double, fuck it, a triple, fuck it, give me the And it's bottoms-up, what a positive role model
Hey Wolf, Wolf! on man, it's time to go
Wake up in the morning feeling I'm not awake at all Take a Tylenol, it off Wanna another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off
Wake up in the morning feeling I'm not awake at all Take a Tylenol, it off Wanna take another shot of but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off
Empty on the table Black roses on the Silhouettes of dancing To an sound Hello Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm down With empty on the table Black roses on the
bottles on the table Black on the ground Silhouettes of people To an sound Hello Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm down empty bottles on the table Black on the ground